Under the command of Michael, with the cooperation of the Warriors, Death Warriors, and Junior Soldiers, a breakthrough was achieved at the cost of great sacrifice. Their relentless assault, disregarding life and death, placed immense pressure on the Wild Alliance Headquarters' stronghold.
"Good, very good. The destruction of the stronghold is within sight. As long as we open a breach, the army will stream in, tipping the scales of victory entirely in my favor." Michael gazed at the battlefield from afar, his face full of smile and pride.
He displayed the demeanor of a victor, and he also realized that the hope of Laura rejoining his side had emerged.
As long as Laura didn't stab him in the back, his conquest of the stronghold was indeed imminent.
Michael prayed silently, the voice inside him urgently urging his subordinates to keep pushing forward.
